Album : American Psycho
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Hate the living, love the dead
Smashing embryos, cut off heads
Find the brain for my bride-to-be
We'll bear our children, adam and eve

Put me together with the bodies of the dead
And I will wait for life and breathe again
Hate the living, love the dead

Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
Wake this eternal sleep she's in
And we'll breed for you, on your command
Hate the living, love the dead

Nerves steady, hands are sure
Bride reborn to view with horror
Blackened eyes, blood-stained hands
Hate the living, love the dead

Put me together with the bodies of the dead
And I will wait for life and breathe again
Hate the living, love the dead

Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
Wake this eternal sleep she's in
And we'll breed for you, on your command
Hate the living, love the dead

Put me together with the bodies of the dead
And I will wait for life and breathe again
Hate the living, love the dead

Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin
Wake this eternal sleep she's in
And we'll breed for you, on your command
Hate the living, love the dead

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Hate the living, love the dead   Smashing embryos, cut off heads   Find the brain for my bride-to-be   We'll bear our children, adam and eve      Put me together with the bodies of the dead   And I will wait for life and breathe again   Hate the living, love the dead      Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin   Wake this eternal sleep she's in   And we'll breed for you, on your command   Hate the living, love the dead      Nerves steady, hands are sure   Bride reborn to view with horror   Blackened eyes, blood-stained hands   Hate the living, love the dead      Put me together with the bodies of the dead   And I will wait for life and breathe again   Hate the living, love the dead      Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin   Wake this eternal sleep she's in   And we'll breed for you, on your command   Hate the living, love the dead      Put me together with the bodies of the dead   And I will wait for life and breathe again   Hate the living, love the dead      Scalpels, scissors, stitches, skin   Wake this eternal sleep she's in   And we'll breed for you, on your command   Hate the living, love the dead      Oh